A/N: After much writing and rewriting here's the next very short little chapter. I hope to end this story soon. I'm glad people are liking it.
Thank you to Kittalia Phantom, Gucci Mane LaFlare, Pink Ninjaa and the guest for reviewing the last chapter :)
Enjoy!
After her mom had brought her back inside, Zoey looked out a window of her house and watched as Mike, on his crutches and aided by his mother, walked through their front door and headed for the car. It was obvious he was not happy and appeared to be talking to his mom. Whatever he was saying, Zoey had no idea.
Mike then looked towards her window as his mom took the crutches to put in the trunk. He was leaning on the side of the car, a defeated and sad look on his face. Zoey looked back at him and waved goodbye. He weakly waved back. She found herself getting a little emotional and had trouble determining why. Mike was helped into the car and he, his mother, and the moving van were soon gone.
That was when Zoey felt the need to wipe her eyes and sniffle. She really would miss him.
She looked at her mother. "Mom, can I visit Mike at his new house sometime?" she asked with a small amount of hope. Her voice was quiet and fragile.
Her mom glanced to the side. "Um...we'll see," was all she said. She didn't want to tell her no straight up but also wanted to make no guarantees; she didn't really like the thought of Zoey hanging out with Mike again and it was a long way to go anyways.
Zoey looked out the window again and wiped her eyes another time. Her mom offered her a hug and she accepted it, slowly starting to cry.
I don't know how exactly I want to end this, please review with any suggestions and/or feedback you might have. Thanks for reading :)